Like a Wisp of Smoke

“If you tell me you love me, I’ll tell you right now...”

“I don’t love you.”

With a single turn, you took away the one I loved, and your face disappeared too. For all these years, I’ve woken every day to the memory of you turning away. You’re so cruel that even in my dreams, you stubbornly blur your own face.

You took me out of my world, but wouldn’t let me enter yours. You cruelly shut me away in endless darkness.

Time flies. I had already grown used to seeing you as a phantom, but then you quietly stepped back into my life. Was it deliberate, or was it fate?

Yue Ze, your secret has left me covered in wounds, yet I’m willing to swallow all this pain for you.

Yi Chen, who was it who missed the other? Did you miss me, or did I lose you? Was this a contest of friendship, or a departure from love?

A University nurtured our youth, yet pushed us toward the abyss. If I could start over, I wouldn’t regret meeting you, or becoming who I was after I met you.

Our connection is like matcha milk tea. Does matcha dilute the milk tea, or does the milk tea deepen the matcha? No one knows. Everyone has their own way, and none are quite the same.

Ordinary people are ordinary after all. You appeared before me, just an ordinary person, but I saw you as a ray of light. You lived up to my hopes and became so dazzling that you stood before me in all your brilliance. The more time sharpened your stern features, the colder they became. What a pity I wasn’t by your side. Luckily, you appeared, or my longing would have overwhelmed me. No matter how you treat me, I feel at ease because you’re here with me.

Our past has faded like a wisp of smoke. We’re still bound together by countless threads. I look forward to seeing you again, and hearing you say, “You haven’t changed a bit.”